DX01: SINGULARITY 20565

Download Video Log

The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rays of pale, morning light are reflecting off the rippled surface of what looks like a massive, inland salt lake... but it's somehow sustained at a forty-five-degree angle, hovering above a vast expanse of parched, cracked earth. A wispy network of iridescent, crystalline strands is supporting the lake's surface from underneath, like a mesh of glittering fibers, while rivulets of viscous, silver liquid are quietly flowing uphill on the dry earth below. The air's heavy with the scent of dry clay, and there's an electric charge building - my hair's standing on end. Uh, the stillness is oppressive.